Chapter 54

Enzo's pov

They raised their glasses, sharing conspiratory smiles at whatever fucked up plan they had agreed on. They sat there at the dinner table, all eight of them, oblivious to the end that was to come to them.

“All set don.” Lorenzo said behind me.

I put down my military grade binoculars and stepped away from the parapet wall of the sky high helipad, the late evening breeze blowing around me.